Lil Ced - Don't Be Scared lyrics

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Lil Ced - Don't Be Scared lyrics

verse1:Check it out, one time My tricky tricky style is so co*ky i knock you out like i'm rocky And then i'll bet you the world, plus some loot, on the point A licky lethaler rapper cause my rhymes are like potion I think he burn like ?, to put your mind in slow motion Simply, it's done, like makin a bungee You lick it or roll it a sticky spark with the fellas Let's contact quinton, they call him the chief Plus i'm votin destruction, on s**ers they're nerds Take their style toss it up, then add effects like a reverb Take it and match it, cause the flow is exceptional The washington congress, the house and congressional Professional, call it geronimo Frequencies on the mickie, watch your girl give a hickie Now you're flippin the I'll way, diluted with ? The horsemen style is to flow so rapid Ricky run like a faucet, like ?? Costello so mellow, like a pen with othello Shicky shapin a hamlet, tricky bowl thicky jell-o Hell-o, goodbye Chorus:Don't be scared, pick up the mic (8x) verse2:My flow is wicked, rough and rugged like wilson pickett Stick it, the funky kinetic can flow, cause i can dig it Check it check it as i wreck it, n***az never respect it I was always neglected, intellect be so respected A sharp shooter, blowin n***az up out the frame You can't maintain, my domain, too insane I have centrifugal terrifical styles Difficult styles, wire be bitin bark, chewin for miles I'm like houdini the great, i'm too magnificent Incredible stuff, to make all crackheads bug Now brothaz is rough, shootin up your town, blowin up your city As i stalk walk hawk, that sh** ain't pretty Really, silly, better step off Chorus:Don't be scared, pick up the mic (8x) verse3:I got the pickup truck ready, lookin for satan the devil Yeah, bugged crazy off another, level I boogie woogie on down and catch mad wreck Load the calico check, come in high tech Mc's jump up quick, you get your a** kicked Mad sick, used to hang with charles manson Cut up any foot, if i saw it kept dancin I smeggle smack em, briggle briggle break em Catch em with the hefty bag, walk away and take em Mc's look in the mirror, see they nightmare The bugged kid, bald head, f** it i don't care I get frantic atomic, pull your rectum out Change your brainframe, bu*t pull your spectrum out I get retarded and raw like razor ruddock You don't wanna try the x, aww, fukkit Let me, show you, my style, this style f** that, na na na nah, not this style Yes yo, who dat? yo wait, yo i'm comin down Hee hee hee hee! come and battle me clown Juggle three balls, my balls, feel good You bet i have your girl all up on me, sister write me a letter Mc's know they all deaf, they on the back burner I step straight to your crew like mad truck turner The crazy man with grenades in the projects Back up punk, remember x x x Chorus:Don't be scared, pick up the mic (8x) verse4:Check it It's my time with the rhyme, for the minor comin harder Pull a burner blast your but at the line Racist, faces, spaces, braces, ???? I'm sprayin mace in your face I'm tradin places with the power to knock, your a** unconcious I'm monstrous, i ? and i romp, cause i stomp, cause i want this Not so fast kid yo, i did a mad bid You won't last kid yo, i whup your a** Then vacate the premises, ?? of the genesis ??? motherf**er can you step to this Can you handle the vandal the man on the force Through the scandal snuff your a** like a candle Well it's my rate, the high rate, the fly rate Since i rate, cause i rate, cause i make, you gyrate To the raw rappin cause it's all that it's all that It's raw jack, and it's time - to go to war jack So don't waste my time Let the ba**line kick yo' a** with the chorus line A checka wreck a record, check-o-wreck I guarantee to rock shock shock the place with most respect Chorus:Don't be scared, pick up the mic (8x)